As luck would have it, when Song Qingqing arrived at the entrance of Guangtou Village, she encountered a young man who had rented her shop.

This young man sells handicrafts, which seem to be sourced from outside and then sold on Huanle Street.

He used to run a stall, but a few days ago he found out there were shops for rent, so he rented one too.

What a coincidence that the tenant met the landlord.

"Boss Song, what brings you to my village?" The young man, carrying a hoe, stopped and asked Song Qingqing as soon as he saw her.

"I heard that someone is selling land in Guangtou Village, so I came to inquire about the situation." Song Qingqing did not hide anything from him.

Upon hearing this, the young man paused for a moment, then immediately remembered who it was.

"Oh, you mean the second son of the Yan family!"

He did buy land from many people in the village last year, initially intending to grow medicinal herbs, but his mother fell ill last year, so he didn't get around to it.

He wanted to do it this year, but his mother passed away, so it didn't happen again.

Later, his brothers said that it was his fault for doing this that caused their mother's death.

One by one, they were all pressuring him to repay the money, so he had no choice but to sell the land.

Upon hearing this, Song Qingqing suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

Where is his land? Can you point it out to me?

"Let me take you to see it!" The young man happened to have nothing else to do and was happy to do Song Qingqing a favor.

"No need, you go about your business, I can find it myself." Song Qingqing was still not used to relying on others.

"It's alright, it's not far."

As he spoke, the young man began to lead the way for Song Qingqing.

On the way, he also told Song Qingqing about Yan Lao Er's family situation.

"That piece of land was actually bought with borrowed money; he still owes his brothers a lot of money."

Therefore, the price has never been low.

I heard there are tens of thousands!

"It's not low at all, fifty thousand yuan," Song Qingqing gave an exact figure.

The young man was astonished after hearing this, but did not make any other comments.

After all, they have it tough too.

They led Song Qingqing to that piece of land, where she began to examine it, occasionally bending down to check the color of the soil.

After touring the site, Song Qingqing was very satisfied with it.

"Are you really planning to buy them all?" The young man asked, seeing that Song Qingqing was very satisfied.

I couldn't help but admire her generosity.

Fifty thousand yuan?

This isn't five yuan!

Even if they had all of their family members (more than a dozen people) contribute, they still wouldn't be able to raise 10,000 yuan.

But Song Qingqing, a young girl, didn't even blink when faced with 50,000 yuan.

If you say you want it, you get it.

Is this the arrogance that comes with having money?

That's incredibly extravagant.

Sure enough, rich people are different.

"Yes, this piece of land has good water sources and good soil."

"If possible, I would definitely buy it." Song Qingqing revealed her intention as she entered the village with him.

The young man swallowed hard and asked again, "What do you plan to do with this piece of land?"

This land is very close to their village. If she does anything bad, their Bald Head Village will be the first to suffer.

Therefore, the young man was somewhat worried about Song's big move of buying land.

"What else can I do besides grow vegetables after buying land?" Song Qingqing smiled nonchalantly.

The young man was overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Could I ask you for a job for my mom?"

Growing vegetables is great!

These lands are so close to their village, their village will be the first to benefit.

"As long as you know how to grow vegetables, you're good to go." Considering he led the way, Song Qingqing didn't mind returning the favor.

"I understand, of course I understand. My mom takes care of all the vegetables at home, and she's very hardworking."

"If she's not up to par, then I won't hold back." She had to say the bad things upfront, so he wouldn't blame her for being unfair later.

As long as his mother is a good person, she naturally wouldn't mind using her.

The two arrived at the Yan family's residence while they were talking.

The Yan family was in chaos at this time, with everyone discussing how to divide the land after it was sold.

"Second brother, you borrowed three thousand yuan from me. After this land is sold, you should at least give me five thousand yuan back!"

"Second brother, there's me too. You lent me two thousand, and I don't want more than that. Just pay me back three thousand when the time comes."

"......"

Two middle-aged women were surrounding a simple-minded middle-aged man, talking back and forth.

He only stopped his incessant talking when he noticed the presence of outsiders.

Suddenly, everything went quiet. Yan Lao Er looked up in confusion and saw Chen's son leading a pretty girl into the courtyard.

Confused, he got up, stepped forward, and greeted him, "Young man Chen, what's this?"

"Uncle Yan, this Mr. Song is the one who wants to buy your land."

"I met her at the village entrance just now. Seeing that she didn't know the way, I showed her the way." Chen Jiaming explained, scratching his head a little embarrassed.

"Young man of the Chen family, you must have mistaken me for someone else!"

How could a high school girl possibly be a land buyer?

How could a female student like her possibly come up with 50,000 yuan?

"You're hilarious! How can you just believe whatever people say?" A middle-aged woman who had been arguing just moments before immediately retorted sarcastically upon hearing Chen Jiaming's words.

It wasn't that she looked down on Song Qingqing, but rather that Song Qingqing didn't look like a wealthy person at all.

Look at her high school uniform and then look at her age.

How could a girl who is only a teenager possibly have 50,000 yuan to buy land?

"Really? Kid Chen, you must have misheard me!"

How could such a young girl possibly have the money to buy land?

"You must have misheard." Following the first middle-aged woman, another middle-aged woman spoke up.

They all expressed doubt that Song Qingqing was a boss and someone who could come up with 50,000 yuan.

Even the second son of the Yan family was skeptical. You have to understand, 50,000 yuan is no small amount, and very few ordinary families can come up with it.

Moreover, it's a girls' high school.

“I didn’t lie to your Uncle Yan. She owns a shop, and she’s rich.” Chen Jiaming was confused. Why didn’t they believe him?

He would never agree to the claim that Song Qingqing had no money.

"You've become addicted to lying. How can a high school girl open a shop? Shouldn't she be in school?"

"That's right. My eldest son is in high school and I can't even take care of him properly. How can he possibly open a shop and make money?"

"Yes, my youngest daughter is the same. She didn't have time to help me with chores during junior high school."

"....."

The topic is getting increasingly off track.

Song Qingqing was too lazy to explain to them, and looked at the second son of the Yan family and asked, "Are you going to sell that piece of land or not?"

"If we're selling, we can sign the contract right away, and I'll go to the bank to withdraw the money."

When the second son of the Yan family saw this, he realized that it really didn't seem like they were trying to trick him.

He nodded and said, "Sell, of course I'll sell. Fifty thousand yuan, not a penny less."

"Can."